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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DEFEAT, by ALVA N. TURNER First Line: His hand was slow Last Line: Was the flourish of success. | |||
His hand was slow, But he borrowed favor From the opportunities Of the unexpected And strength from feeble health And cunning from the long years, Till the slowness of his hand Was the flourish of success. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TWO ANGELS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER HE WISHES FOR THE CLOTHS OF HEAVEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS FELDMESTEN OR MEASURING THE GRAVES by ALTER ABELSON TO ANACREON by ANTIPATER OF SIDON THE 'STAY AT HOME'S' PLAINT, 1878 by GEORGE AUGUSTUS BAKER JR. MAIDEN'S CHOICE by CAROLYN M. BARBER QUATORZAINS: 11. A CLOCK STRIKING AT MIDNIGHT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE HOLY STAR by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: THE VAMPYRE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |
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